<p>@microphakia/helloel
Thanks, haha.</p>
<p>@descuff
…huh? (confused face)</p>
<p>@microphakia/helloel
Thanks, haha.</p>
<p>@descuff
…huh? (confused face)</p>
<p>@catch: dfree said he/she was also in a near accident.</p>
<p>Anyone wanna share their favorite cringe-worthy memories? Storytime is what this thread needs!</p>
<p>Ohhh yes. I’m sure I have many let me think…</p>
<p>You first. Maybe it will help me remember.</p>
<p>CC, I’m really confused by some feels I sometimes feel. I’m well aware that nobody is 100% heterosexual and that there’s always a chance one might fall in love, if only in a platonic fashion with another man, but my problem is another… it’s quite ■■■■■■■■, to say so myself. I am a man and I love women, no questions asked, I can’t imagine myself having intercourse with anything or anyone but a woman, however, I find myself envying women constantly because I wish to be a woman myself, in some fashion, I wish to explore my femininity and acquire the grace with which a woman (has the possibility to) move. It’s rather poetic, but I think I’m a lesbian trapped in a man’s body.</p>
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<p>Is it just me?</p>
<p>No, but I bet 99% of the people in this thread are wondering why you are putting > in front of your sentences.</p>
<p>Hah, yeah. I was wondering that.</p>
<p>But I can relate. I think about a lot of stuff before I go to bed, but then I get up forget, and go back to the normal routine. That reminds me of the night I stopped believing in God. I lie in the dark and everything just felt so horrifying, I had never been more afraid of death in my life. I told myself that wasn’t going to be able to get up the next morning and go on normally. But I did, I woke up and forgot about it. And then it seemed that the reason I could do that was because I hadn’t believed in a long time, it’s just that the realization hit me so hard. And that night I told myself that I wouldn’t ever waste a moment of my life then I sit on the computer for hours making random searches…</p>
<p>On a somewhat related note, have any of you guys heard of lucid dreaming and/or sleep paralysis?</p>
<p>I’ve heard of lucid dreaming. I’ve had plenty of those, since I was in elementary school. However, I’ve never FORCED a lucid dream, per se.</p>
<p>I’ve never had a lucid dream, but I’ve experienced the stage before you go into lucid dreaming where you are kinda aware, but still sleeping, but you don’t dream yet. That happened last night. The night before, I don’t know if it was a dream or not, but I think I experienced sleep paralysis o.O.</p>
<p>How do you know?</p>
<p>Lucid dreams? Like the ones where you are aware that you are dreaming?</p>
<p>Yeah, most of mine are lucid dreams. That’s why I never really have nightmares because I know it’s not real and it doesn’t scare me. And even if it doesn’t start out being a lucid dream, towards the middle or the end I become aware that I’m dreaming.</p>
<p>I knew a bit about sleep paralysis before, but I read this: [Sleep</a> paralysis - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia](<a href=“http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sleep_paralysis]Sleep”>Sleep paralysis - Wikipedia) and I think it was sleep paralysis…</p>
<p>I woke up (or at least my eyes opened) and I was in my room. Everything was still dark so it must have been early morning. I tried to move around but I couldn’t move any part of my body besides my eyes and 2 of my fingers. I started hearing 2 loud voices that were scary as <em>bleep</em>. I then saw (imagined?) something oozing under my door (that’s the best verb I can use to describe it). When I read about sleep paralysis I read that you should just focus on moving your fingers in order to wake your body up. I kept trying to move my fingers while the voices continued and the “stuff” oozed under the door. Eventually I got my hand to move, but after that I don’t remember anything else so I must’ve fallen back asleep. </p>
<p>Scary!</p>
<p>^Ahh I hate that! That used to happen to me a lot a couple years ago.</p>
<p>Yea, it sucked. </p>
<p>Last night I again gained awareness sometime during my sleep. I saw (imagined? lol) my room again but everything was bright and blurry. I kept thinking to myself, “I AM AWARE, I AM AWARE…” but I guess I couldn’t hold on to my awareness cause I lost awareness again.</p>
<p>Haha, I can’t remember what it’s like to be in a dream and not know it’s a dream. That’s what I kind of miss about lucid dreaming all the time, I never really get to truly enjoy my good dreams.</p>
<p>Back to Anay’s suggestion:</p>
<p>Cringe-worthy moments? Oh, do I have some… I’ll share one that happened just two hours ago. I was competing at a large debate tournament, and my team was waiting for the awards. As we were waiting, many different organizers/people in power continuously shouted at us to keep the area clean. One of my friends had eaten Chick-fil-a, and for some reason, he had gathered five BBQ packets/cartons. Out of boredom, we started flipping the packets, which eventually escalated to us throwing them to see which side they landed on. Juvenile, I know, but we were really bored. So I threw a packet a little too high, and it lands on the table and bursts open. Embarrassed, I started to gather up some paper towels to clean the mess. Just then, one of the organizers had been walking by and saw me throw the BBQ packet. He then shouted at me and told me to come with him. “I’m going to make an example out of you,” he said. I told him that I really didn’t want to be humiliated in front of hundreds of people. He continued to insist–strangely so–and I adamantly refused. Inevitably, one of our awesome coaches said (with a disgusted look on her face), “What do you mean, ‘make an example out of him’?” Finally, he gave up. It was an entirely awkward and cringe-worthy experience.</p>
<p>wow, studious, that must have been nerve wracking.</p>
<p>hah studios, that’s pretty funny</p>